Ya know, you mention crocheted lace vests and I'm shuddering a little because I'm afraid vests are back. I was a big wearer of vests in the 90s. I can't go back down that road again. We must take a stand. NO VESTS, homemade or otherwise!!!

I had a Blossom hat too, and I'm so embarrassed of the (many) pictures of me wearing it! I spent the better part of high school addicted to self tanner, because for some reason all the girls at my school went to tanning beds to get super dark, and I didn't tan at all, so I tried to fit in. It was redonk.

I'm pretty jealous of your topless jeep, to be honest. I used to wear men's boxers to school. That was our fad in Jr. high. Men's boxers over long underwear. AKA Long Johns (does anyone but me call them that? the thermal ones?) I also wore my hair half up, half teased to the heavens...kinda going for that madonna or whitney look w/out shaving one side of my head.

Ahhhh Sun In. Turning brunettes into tiger striped weirdos for decades. Good times.During the bizarre baby doll dress fad of the early nineties I decided what would be even cooler would be wearing super looooong flowered frocks...That went on into my freshman year of college. Nothing flatters a short gal more than a floor length Little House On The Prairie dress.......

Ahhhh Sun In. Turning brunettes into tiger striped weirdos for decades. Good times.During the bizarre baby doll dress fad of the early nineties I decided what would be even cooler would be wearing super looooong flowered frocks...That went on into my freshman year of college. Nothing flatters a short gal more than a floor length Little House On The Prairie dress.......

In 1982, jr. high, I permed my long wavy frizzy hair. I look back at that decision as one of the most stupidest decisions I have EVER made. More stupid than watching Nightmare on Elm Street 1,2,and 3 at a friend's house and then driving home in the dark by myself.

You look like a backup singer for Madonna. I think you look cool. Ah, vests. My low point was my mom pointing out that shorts overalls don't work for me. I also remember a puffy painted stone wash jean jacket. Oh yikes. These are scary memories. Going to go cuddle Lucy. Jill

Lisa - I finally have gone onto your blog (that's what the kids call it, right?) and have tears streaming down my face from laughing so hard. I need to ad two delectable items: My root perm - which is really appropriate on a white girl working a Tina Turner look, and my passport picture from the 80's where I had my hair cut short on the sides with a big poof of hair down the center a la Brain Setzer, oh yeah the color of my hair was also reddish/blonde - HOT on an italian girl..... Love, Baretta XOXOXOX

I had a white cotton Ton Sur Ton jacket that was my pride and joy in 1985. It was like wearing the equivalent of three king-size pillows' worth of batting across my chest and biceps, in a lame attempt to give that pumped-up effect to my upper body, in order to offset the cocaine emaciation.

My worst one was likely a severe addiction to eyeliner. Did you know that it is possible to USE UP an entire almay eyeliner in a month? Do you have any idea how much eyeliner that means I was wearing on a daily basis?!

I don't think I've finished a tube (stick?) of eyeliner in the past 7 YEARS since then.